My small breast felt especially firm and sweet; the nipples red and erect.I felt confident and attractive and sexy; almost an equal to Iris whom I now...adored.Sprinkling talcum powder on each other, we ground our hips together; our snatch juices flowing.We kissed; our bourbon flavoured tongues entwining; I wanted her badly now.Then snuggled into her bed we cuddled closely.She began conspiring with me over handling Guy's next sex session with me.She fingered my clitoris while she skimmed over the. ‘No, I don’t!’ Lucy was indignant. ‘You just explain to me what you’re talking about Henry Stocks.’ ‘Well, I’m a nobody. No father and a mother who does other people’s washing to keep a roof over our heads. I’ve got no education, no manners and no prospects. I’m not fit to mix with the likes of you.’ ‘But we’ve known each other for seven years. We’ve played together on the river shore.’ ‘That’s as maybe, but I’ve never been asked to your house. They’ve turned a blind eye to our friendship so. What would make a guy say that about another guy? "Good Morning Miz Lawson" Mike spoke as he stopped at his office door, smiling at me, "You look different this morning." I batted my mascara coated eyelashes (hey Kim shouldn't be the only one with sexy eyes), smiling with my pink glossed lips, turning so that Mike could see my new nails, my new beige Capri pants with matching stockings, and olive green strappy sandals with 3" block heel. My sleeveless V-Neck sweater in olive green over. You want to get out? You better bring your A game.Sheelagh bore down harder and harder. She focused on the pixie to hamper its movement. She clenched as tight as possible.The pixie was not giving up. It vibrated faster and faster and began to spin and burrow its way toward freedom. The hot, wet, slippery inside of Sheelah’s pussy was no match for a determined pixie.The vibration and the burrowing were intense and within three minutes, Sheelagh felt the Big One was coming.Oh, shit.Sheelagh.